Fumin - Cross that line lyrics

Cross that line [Verse 1: Fumin] I used to love you like stir fry, but now you're boring like corned beef I silenced it when you call me, girl you should come in a cob your so corny One touch I used to get horny Now I don't want no vitamin c Trying to take me for a leek It's no gravy its straight up beef So when I see you in the streets I'll ignore you like carrots and peas Or like E's and dubs And like lines and E's Cos I don't need you You're like beetroot and onions I was in love with the girl from London Until she [Chorus] Crossed that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (cos I'll just pack my bags and leave) Feel so blue [Verse 2: Fumin] Look I used to love you like Friday, now your'e boring like Sunday We used to meet up on a Monday She knew she'd be wifey one day Without fail we'd eat food on Tuesday, somewhere like Nando's Truth is I don't wanna make big plans though Cos I know how pear shaped they can go Still said I loved you on Wednesday And I don't care what your friends say Cos you're my girl And you're my life And your my world Then you went and cheated on Thursday With a guy called Jermaine Look I wanna know has it gone past first base? And how did that start in the first place? Crossed that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (cos I'll just pack my bags and leave) Feel so blue [Verse 3: Fumin] You said you'd be faithful, you said you'd be there for me And then you went and crossed that line You should be grateful that you even hear from me Cos you know you crossed that line Don't you ever cross that line, don't you ever cross that line, don't let that cross your mind Don't you ever cross that line, don't you ever cross that line, don't let that cross your mind Crossed that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (cos I'll just pack my bags and leave) Feel so blue [Verse 4: Mike Skinner] Not a lot I can really, er... The reality of magic's actually tragic Just a hand and a rabbit in a hat, and some tricks When it's only the aroma of the polish on the stage Tragedy and comedy's painful creation A guy takes it, takes it, and then he don't Your voice seems to come from way off in the smoke But that's f**ing [?] with me That's f**ing safe with me Push pineapple shake the tree Crossed that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (don't you every try to) Cross that line (cos I'll just pack my bags and leave) Feel so blue You should be grateful that you even hear from me Cos you know you crossed that line Don't you ever cross that line, don't you ever cross that line, don't let that cross your mind